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Chapter 414 The Golden Human Of The Cockroach Tribe (Please Subscribe Please Subscribe)

Siss....

Blue Star, Center Horizon.

A tribe like the stone age is located here, and at this time, in this tribe, there are not human beings, but a group of cockroaches that look extremely ferocious and disgusting.

68 years of the Golden Calendar.

It has been 68 years since the evolution of the first generation of giant cockroaches. The cockroaches, which were originally the species of the earth, began to iteratively update on the blue star.

Cockroaches are known as one of the insects most able to adapt to harsh environments on the earth, even under high concentrations of nuclear radiation, they can survive safely.

And after entering Blue Star, the cockroach seems to have opened the gene lock, and the genes in the body are iteratively updated crazily.

Especially after devouring the tens of thousands of human genes released by Lin Tian, ​​the master of the creation sand table, the cockroach ushered in a rapid evolution.

Their body size has become smaller, and their body proportions have become human-like, with the spine as the structure.

And at the same time of frantic iterative updates, their wisdom is also growing exponentially.

Up to now, this group of cockroaches has developed into a tribal civilization, which is simply an incredible miracle for the hundreds of millions of years of human evolution on earth.

This can no longer be called evolution, but a transition.

In 68 years, this group of cockroaches has developed to the level of tribal civilization. It is hard to imagine that if left unchecked, this group of cockroaches may also be able to establish a prosperous civilization.

990 Moreover, the reproductive ability of cockroaches is simply amazing. So far, there are cockroach tribes all over the center line of the entire Blue Star.

"God... God's punishment."

"This is God's punishment"

At this moment, in the entire cockroach tribe, thousands of intelligent cockroaches were crawling on the ground, trembling, and they had already heard bursts of explosions like thunder.

And the tribal warriors sent out have gone and never returned at this moment.

They don't know what it is, they can only regard it as an omnipotent god.

"Mother, what should we do?"

Elder, the cockroach of the tribe, dragged his old body and walked towards the center of the tribe, where ten cockroaches with a height of tens of floors were sleeping.

This is the ruler and creator of this cockroach tribe, a generation of giant cockroaches, without any wisdom at all, just like wild beasts.

Siss!

The sleeping giant cockroach opened its eyes, let out a hissing sound, and quickly raised a limb, grabbed dozens of intelligent cockroaches, and then threw them into the mouthparts to eat.

"Mother ran away."

"Who will save us..."

Cockroach Elder saw the giant cockroach that came to life and slaughtered the tribe's people frantically, trembling for a while, feeling extremely frightened.

"Tornado destroys parking lot."

Just as the giant cockroaches were slaughtering and devouring the people of this cockroach tribe, a voice sounded like a god. Although he couldn't understand the language, the cockroach Elder seemed to have realized a lot of truths.

Rumble.

On the horizon in the distance, a huge tornado raged, and the terrifying storm instantly swallowed the giant cockroach and then easily tore it apart.

"Boss Crab, you took a total of 4 seconds."

"And if you use magnetic rays, it won't exceed one second."

Another voice sounded like a god, and an existence wearing azure armor and a round shield was floating in the sky.

These two people are Monroe, one of the twelve golden sons, and the player crab boss.

"god..…."

Looking at the two people who came out of nowhere, all the intelligent cockroaches crawled on the ground, making a hissing sound unique to insects.

"Uh, Monroe, what are they talking about?"

Boss Crab was suspended in the sky, looking at the tribe of cockroaches under his feet with disgust. The hissing of the cockroaches made Boss Crab's ears hurt.

"They call us gods."

"Begging us for mercy."

Monroe glanced at the Book of Own Monroe, and then took out a ring full of technology from his pocket.

"Boss Crab, wear this to facilitate communication with those beasts."

Monroe's gaze was indifferent, and Monroe was also full of disgust for the cockroaches below, but, after all, this was his father's order, and he could only carry it out.

Drip drip.

After Boss Crab put on the ring, a beep sounded, and then the hissing of cockroaches around him became the golden language that Laoji Crab could understand.

"Hmm, nice little invention."

Boss Crab nodded in satisfaction, and then landed with Monroe into the cockroach tribe full of disgusting blood and corpses.

"Magnetic field." (afeh)

Monroe did not stand on the ground, but always kept a distance of one meter from the ground, raised his right hand, and an invisible magnetic force field spread out.

Everything around is pushed out by the invisible magnetic force field, whether it is smell, bloodstain[ or disgusting dead cockroaches.

"I am the golden human Monroe."

"It's a member of the superior civilization Atlantis."

"Our king of Atlantis, the ancestor Atlantis, felt that your civilization was backward, and hereby let me lead your civilization."

Monroe's voice was cold, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of language translators were already worn on the heads of all the cockroaches. These language translators were automatically adjusted and could not be removed at all.

And following Monroe's words, the entire cockroach tribe was shocked.

Although the language translator is the scientific and technological achievement of Atlantis' civilization, it cannot accurately translate into the language of the cockroaches.

In the ears of the wise cockroach, Monroe's eloquent three sentences were condensed into one sentence.

"I, the god of language and technology, Monroe."

"Come here to lead your civilization."

boom!

The entire cockroach tribe was overwhelmed, and the cockroaches who had reached tribal civilization understood Monroe's words at this moment, and once again prostrated themselves on the ground in fear.

"The great god of language and technology Monroe..."

"The redemption of the gods."

Cockroach Elder trembled, scratched his stomach, and only said a word of praise.

After being translated by a language translator, it becomes eloquent words of praise.

"The great god of language and technology Monroe..."

"We are grateful for the greatness and selflessness of the gods, and the salvation of the gods. We, the cockroaches, will become the most loyal believers of the God of Monroe, and we will always pray for the great and selfless god. 11

Boss Crab's face became weird when he heard the voice in his ear. He looked at Monroe, who was also slightly embarrassed at the moment.

"Did this cockroach talk so much?"

"Munro, is your language-to-language translator reliable?"

Of course, Boss Crab knew that the language spoken by Elder Cockroach was not so fluent. The reason for this must have something to do with Monroe.

"Ahem, this is a little bit added by my Little Sister Maya... In her words, it is called artistic processing."

Monroe shook his head helplessly. Of course there is nothing wrong with his language translator, but just a few minutes ago, Maya, who was far away in the Atlantis Science and Technology Library, uploaded a special program that affected the language translation. accuracy of the device.

"Well, if it's Maya, there's no problem."

"After all, sometimes language does need artistic processing."

Boss Crab suddenly nodded. He knew very well what kind of whimsical ideas the twelve-year-old Maya had in her mind.

"Boss Crab, let's start implementing the lower-level civilization cultivation plan."

Monroe glanced at the cockroach tribe under his feet, and his eyes once again showed a touch of disgust.

These cockroaches are so ugly, they are so ugly that they are disgusting.

"Is there a lower-level civilization cultivation plan?"

"Boss Yate is really... full of bad taste."

Mr. Crab shook his head helplessly, then landed on the ground, and walked in front of the cockroach Elder calmly.

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